" You like television as much as I do?" she asked."I don't know. I know that I like working on television with you more than anything else I've ever d...ne—possibly except baking cookies with you. I think we can still do that, though." You are an amazing man, Brian Frost. I am lucky to have you. We are all lucky to have you as the head of our family, our lover, and our guardian."I'd been doing a lot of thinking since I came back to life. Not all of it was morbid, though I struggled with plenty of. The Coast Guard is coming out with some civilians to talk to us. You might want to shave and shower real quick so you're fresh for them. Make a good impression ... we don't want to look like pirates ourselves."I went back up to the salon and looked for a rifle cleaning kit. Once I found it, I field-stripped and cleaned the three rifles and put them back together. I found the box of rounds and refilled the magazines stowing them in their usual place under the salon cushions.I had Sue take our. "I'm a Natural."My turn to pause. "What's that?" I go under very, very easily, and once I'm there, I like it so much that I don't ever want to wake up. There just aren't words to describe how great it makes me feel." And you don't mind giving up all that control?" I asked."That's what I think I like the most about it."That's all she said. And the really scary part is that I knew exactly what she meant. We were quiet for another long minute."Dee?" Yes?" I think you are, too. A Natural, I mean. I. "I thought size doesn't matter."Fiona giggled again. "It sort of does and it sort of doesn't," she replied as she sat down with a bump. "I mean, I've been with some small guys and some big guys. And the best orgasms in my life I've had with some un-massive cocks but it's always a bit of fun." Her eyes scanned the room and she crossed her arms when Greg glared at her. "Last week, or the week before, you moaned 'cause you said there were loads of things you ain't done. I did this at Tom's.